Tan Jing's position was just enough to see the paper from the side. Tan Jing found that before she had finished reading the question, Tan Rou had already written the answer to the next question. Tan Jing panicked. Why couldn't she come up with an answer for this? How should she solve this?!
Tan Rou must have just scribbled something random on it.
If she was the one who had sat down and answered the questions, she would definitely have been able to solve them. She just couldn't see the questions clearly now!
Tan Jing was still lying to herself, refusing to admit that Tan Rou was much better than her. Her hands were tightly clenched together, and her nails were deeply embedded in her palms, causing her pain. Tan Jing's eyes widened as she watched the pen in Tan Rou's hand move. She became more and more flustered.
